The warm wind blew in my face and sweat covered my skin as I ran. The muscles in my legs were at work as they helped me move at a fast pace. My heart was pounding in my chest and my throat was getting dryer with each second. As soon as I turned on my block, I felt a sense of motivation because that meant that I was almost home. I did not slow down, I impressively maintained the pace I was at until I was only a few feet away from home. I finally decided to wind down by jogging and then in a few seconds, I started walking. As I walked to the mansion, I heard a loud noise and I looked behind me immediately. I was startled and fear gripped my heart. It was a speeding car. The car looked like a sports car and was bright yellow. It sped right at me and I nearly got hurt as I jumped off the sidewalk and into some bushes. The car came to a stop and a kid got down. He had dark-brown hair and a nonchalant look. “What the hell?” I picked myself up from the ground and luckily for me, I had

Alex grabbed a glass of water and gulped down the entire thing in seconds. He then turned to me. “I’m so sorry about my son. It’s just that he has had a rough couple of months.” He forced a smile but sadness still lingered in his eyes. I could see that he was truly blaming himself for the death of his wife. And I felt bad for him. I wanted more information but I knew that it was not my place to ask so I stayed quiet. “And he’s also being bullied at school for not being able to shift into his wolf, so, yeah. It has been a rough couple of months.” Alex continued and I inhaled sharply. I was taken aback by the additional information.Liam was starting to remind me of myself. “Oh.” My voice was incredibly soft as I looked at Liam. Suddenly my initial anger and annoyance for him completely disappeared. “I–I am so sorry to hear that.” I tried to sound firm.“Whatever,” He mumbled and began eating. His eyes looked tired as if he had not been sleeping. It was clear that he did not want me

Liam stood up from the couch and his grin did not disappear off his face. “I do. I do have a driver’s license. I turn eighteen next month,” He said proudly. “Um, but I thought you were supposed to be eighteen before you could be issued a driver’s license?” “Not really. It really depends on the town you’re in. In Rocky, you can apply under seventeen years of age. But I learned that in Beacon, you have to be legit eighteen or older.” I nodded in understanding as I stood to my feet. “Yeah, but since you already have your license, even if we get stopped, we would be good. I hope so.” Liam chuckled happily. “Now, come on. We’re not going to get stopped.” He led me out of the house. We walked out of the compound and headed for his place. “I don’t get why you dress like that.” His comment took me off guard. “Excuse me? Are you the fashion police to be slinging comments like that my way? Do you want to arrest me?” My voice was filled with humor. With each minute I was spending with Lia

I walked into the store and a small bell noise went off just once. Not a lot of people were there so I walked right up to the counter. “Hi, um, can I use your phone for a quick second?” I asked the guy standing behind the counter. He was a young guy and was chewing gum nonchalantly. “Uh, sure. Who do you want to call? A friend?” He asked as he handed me his phone. “No. 911.” I forced a smile and then dialed the numbers on the phone. The guy cleared his throat awkwardly and went back to doing what he was doing before I interrupted him: typing on the cash register.In about a few seconds, someone answered. “911, what’s your emergency?” I gulped nervously before speaking. “Yeah, a guy is about a few kilometers out of Beacon. He was hit by a car and is injured pretty badly. He needs help as soon as possible. Please” “Okay, ma’am. Help is being sent at the location as we speak. Are you with the injured individual? And is he conscious?” I shook my head slowly. “No. No to both of your q

I stared at the headlines on the flat-screen TV for a few more seconds and my heart rate increased. My mouth was dry and I beginning to think that maybe we had made the wrong call. Maybe we should have turned ourselves in. The police could have seen our side and understood us. “The headline reads culprits. Plural!” Liam began to panic. “Do you think that they know that it was us? Or how else would they know that it was more than one person that was in the car?”“I don’t think they know. It has not even been four hours yet. But what I do think is that we should turn ourselves in.” My voice was small, but loud enough for Liam to hear. “What?” He scoffed. “No!” He walked to the couch and sat down. “We agreed that we weren’t going to do that.” I peeled my eyes off the TV and sat next to him. “You don’t have to worry. I could tell the police that I was alone in the car.”“I said f*ck no! I don’t know what kind of hero mentality you have that compels you to take the fall for people, but